"They sent him back, left some silver and never came back. I went everywhere to seek medical help, but they all said there was nothing they could do." The woman cried and looked at Feng Jiu: "Fairy, you have a way to save my son, right? You must have a way, right?"
Feng Jiu glanced at her and nodded: "Don't worry! Your son won't die."
Hearing this, the old woman burst into tears of joy: "I knew it, I knew my son would not die, I knew it, I knew it..."
"He probably has some wounds on his body that haven't been cleaned up yet. Please help me take off his clothes and check them out." Fengjiu gestured as she stepped aside.
"Okay." The old woman said, and went forward to help. Soon she had taken off all her son's clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts.
Fengjiu stepped forward and took a look, her eyes fell on the man's abdomen, where a red blood line extended upwards towards the heart. She asked the old woman to turn her son half over, and after checking him, she finally found a wound on his lower back.
The wound was just a red dot the size of a toothpick, with no tearing or other marks. If you didn't look closely, you would think it was just a red mole.
"Turn him over and let him lie on his stomach!"
Fengjiu gestured, and while teaching the old woman how to do it, she took out the silver needles and laid them out beside the bed.
Seeing those silver needles, the old woman's heart sank. She felt a little nervous and worried at this moment. Were those long silver needles going to be inserted into her son's body? If they were inserted in the wrong place, would...
Thinking of this, she was about to speak when she saw one of the silver needles had already pierced into her body. She could only suppress her trepidation, but she did not expect to hear the immortal's words at this time.
"He was pricked by a poisonous flower. He first fell into a coma, then his body became hot, and then his breathing became disordered, with occasional convulsions. This has been going on for two or three months, right? This has already entered the late stage. If he hadn't met me today, I guess your son wouldn't have survived three days."
Feng Jiu's voice came out lightly, and the old woman was stunned and her eyes were filled with surprise. She didn't tell the immortal all this, but the immortal knew about it? It seems that her son can really be saved.
As time passed, Fengjiu put away the silver needles after she had finished acupuncturing the naked man, took out a pill from the space and stuffed it into his mouth, then poured some spiritual liquid into his mouth, washed her hands and sat aside.
“Fairy, how is my son?” The old woman watched the whole process. Perhaps she saw Fengjiu saving her son, so her originally lifeless eyes have now regained their former vitality, and even her whole person looks a lot more energetic.
"It will only take a few more injections and it should be fine."
Hearing this, the old woman smiled happily: "That's great, that's great! Immortal, please sit down and rest for a while, or go to the next room to rest for a while. I will go to cook. I will cook now. I must thank the immortal for saving my son..."
Seeing the old woman walking out while talking, Feng Jiu smiled, stood up and walked outside, looked at the sky, and thought to herself: I wonder where this place is? However, saving people with medical skills is indeed a good feeling, especially when people are grateful to you...